Chapter 107 It’s not because of you, it’s because I’m a lowly person

Lin Jingchun, the one Gu Nan personally ordered?

ha!

Wouldn't it be a joke for him to jump up and down here?

Anger overwhelmed his rationality. Cui Shao sneered, "If that's the case, then I'll tell you a secret."

"Your good brother, Lin Jingzhe..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Jingzhe suddenly rushed out and interrupted him, "Cui Shao!"

His eyes flickered, and there was still a trace of inexplicable pain on his pale face. "My sister's body is still warm, do you really want to say these words in front of her?"

Cui Shao simply raised his eyebrows, forming an arc full of ridicule, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, but very provocative.

He glanced at Lin Jingchun meaningfully, making sure that he saw his expression, then he chuckled lightly and turned away.

He stood straight and walked with big strides, without showing any embarrassment.

It was not until he stepped into the elevator and the door closed that he became dejected like a defeated rooster.

He leaned against the wall of the car, feeling so angry and frightened that he couldn't calm down.

Gu Nan...how could she?

And was he crazy to let Lin Jingchun go like that? He should have told him what Lin Jingzhe was thinking in front of him, to make him suffer and angry too.

Cui Shao was so angry that he scratched the wall in the elevator, wishing he could rush down and tear apart Lin Jingzhe's hypocritical mask.

However, after he calmed down, his heart felt empty again. If Lin Jingchun was telling the truth, then he was really a joke.

Yao Lu tiptoed to Cui Shao and tapped lightly on the desk.

Cui Shao woke up with a start and looked up. Yao Lu said, "That Director Wang sent another photo. He was almost beaten to death."

She placed the tablet in front of Cui Shao, and on the screen was a photo of Lin Jingchun holding up his ID card. The ID card had been blurred, but the person was not. Although he had long hair, that face that was difficult to imitate was undoubtedly Lin Jingchun.

Yao Lu said, "The public relations department is waiting for your news."

Cui Shao had a headache and pressed the sun xue button. "Has the brand terminated the contract?"

Yao Lu's face looked strange for a moment, "Yes, but there is only one at the moment."

Cui Shao was so angry that he laughed. Even with such a dirty face, there were still so many people willing to pay for him.

"What is the evaluation result given by the Public Relations Department?"

Yao Lu: "It can work. This is an opportunity."

Cui Shao: “…”

So angry.

Cui Shao was exhausted and mad to the point of losing his temper. He didn't want to bother with Lin Jingchun's affairs at all. "Let them do what they want. Don't bring his affairs to me in the future."

Yao Lu turned to leave, but Cui Shao said again, "Now that this is over, give him more work to squeeze out his commercial value."

But the fierce tone didn't sound like he was saying "squeeze him dry" but rather "squeeze him to death."

Yao Lu glanced at Cui Shao's expression and thought that the young master must have been at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Lin Jingchun, otherwise why would he be so angry.

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Cui Shao left, and the corridor fell silent again.

The crisis seemed to be over, but Lin Jingzhe stood where he was, not daring to look back.

He breathed more and more slowly, but he didn't say anything. Lin Jingchun behind him was also silent. The cold air from the ground penetrated his skin from all directions, and the hot air he exhaled instantly condensed into white mist in the air.

Lin Jingzhe kept thinking about the past of Lin Jingchun and Gu Nan. They got along so naturally. Gu Nan had never shown contempt for Lin Jingchun in front of him and always praised him. Lin Jingchun had never been servile to please her and was only considerate.

They lived together in greater love than any other couple he had ever seen, and there was no hint that there had ever been a shameful transaction between them.

In particular, Lin Jingchun is the product and Gu Nan is the buyer.

Lin Jingzhe was completely unable to assign these two identities to them.

But in a daze, Lin Jingzhe thought of the two thousand yuan that Lin Jingchun had sent back.

Lin Jingchun had just started working in the restaurant when he was taken to the city, so the time when Lin Jingchun paid his salary and what he said about withdrawing his salary from the boss did not match at all.

He didn't take these details to heart at the time, thinking that he was doing some odd jobs, or that the money was given to him by Gu Nan.

But looking back now, these insignificant details are the best evidence that the money was indeed given to him by Gu Nan, but it was given to him in the form of a transaction.

He was like a believer whose faith was suddenly shattered, completely unable to accept this absurd and ridiculous fact.

There was a slight noise behind him. Lin Jingzhe turned his head and found that Lin Jingchun was standing up with the help of the wall. His body was covered with dust. He was bent over, with his head lowered, and walking towards the elevator with the help of the wall.

Lin Jingzhe stood there, staring blankly at his figure disappearing behind the silver-gray door.

Ten minutes later, Lin Jingchun walked out of the elevator carrying a bucket of water. The dust marks on his body were not washed off. He bent over and carried the water, like a clumsy snail carrying its shell on its back, slowly walking into the morgue.

Lin Jingzhe limped after him.

Lin Jingchun wrung out the handkerchief and gently wiped away the dried blood scabs on Gu Nan's face.

Sometimes he wrung the handkerchief too wet, and blood would flow down Gu Nan's face, leaving a shocking tear mark.

Lin Jingzhe wanted to help, but found that he only had a handkerchief.

Lin Jingchun scrubbed carefully, wiping away the blood stains behind the ears, on the hair, and even in the lip lines. His movements were gentle and his expression was focused, as if he was carefully caring for a work of art.

When he finished wiping his neck and was about to unbutton his shirt to wipe his chest, he said to Lin Jingzhe, "Jingzhe, go out first."

Lin Jingzhe took two steps back, but did not leave. "Brother, is it because of me that you do that kind of work?"

Lin Jingchun's expression did not relax because of his words. He was still solemn and serious, and did not even look at him.

He stared at Gu Nan intently, and suddenly remembered what Gu Nan said to him on the day of his first magazine shoot.

She said that she hoped he could be as beautiful as Mei Jun, with a graceful figure and a fragrance that could last even in the cold weather.

But he is dirty to begin with. No matter how he compares or changes, he can never be as beautiful as ice and jade.

"No." Lin Jingchun said in an almost indifferent tone:

"It's not because of you, it's because I'm a jerk."

He fell into depravity for the sake of money. It had nothing to do with Lin Jingzhe or anyone else. He had the chance to run away, but he still stayed.

Gu Nan pitied him, loved him, and had high hopes for him, but no matter how good she was to him, she could not erase the fact that he had fallen into a stinking ditch and almost rotted.

Lin Jingzhe's eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt like a branding iron was weighing on his heart, heavy and painful, with an indescribable discomfort.

"elder brother……"

He wanted to say: Don't talk about yourself like that. He wanted to say: You're not mean, it's me who's mean, I'm dirty. He wanted to say: I'm sorry, I'm so jealous of you.

But Lin Jingchun interrupted him and said again in that cold, even indifferent voice: "Get out."

"Sister doesn't want you to look at her like this."